Bad Anatomy – poems – Hannah Cohen

Hannah Cohen is a poet of petition whose Bad Anatomy had me apologizing to the ruins for learning too quickly and to my eyes for treating them like the same birthmark. Had me asking presence to reveal its age. Cohen understands that if sorrow was at first a failed comedian, it was next the uncredited creator of the laugh track. By which I mean to say this book happens twice. In this, the regifted paperweight of becoming. In that, the bodily future of having been. Periphery has no country. These poems are astral and frank.